Air Conditioning

My family has left me for the excitement of the Happiest Place on Earth. It's always weird for me to come home to a house that I know will be empty all night. I've lived with people all my life, never had my own place so it's not even something that I can remember the old days. And since I've started working, I've either come home to people, or back before marriage, come home with plans to go see people. So I'm not sure what to do with myself. Luckily the A's are on tonight so I can fill my time with that. I'm taking Friday off work and going golfing with my dad and brother in Stockton. But the weekend? Not sure what I'm going to be up to yet. I'm sure I'll figure something out, maybe hit Chuck E. Cheese.

On a less pitiful note, the vans AC was repaired today. The cost? $285. The problem? A childs sock was stuck in the compressor. How did a sock get sucked into the AC unit? I don't really know. The mechanic said that it's possible that it was up on the dashboard, then fell into the defroster, then made its way into the more expensive part of the inner workings. I think that the kids got bored, T grabbed a sock and dared his little sister to cram it into a vent. She probably said OK, because at this point, she'll still do just about anything he says. And then a distraction was created, and whilst the parents were looking the other way, my three year old little angel broke our AC. So really it's both their faults, because honestly, I can't see a reason why there would be a sock up on my dashboard. Ah, kids. Such fun. Or maybe it was my wife. Hmmm.....